The first time we spoke
You seemed to be a lot like me
And right off the bat
I loved you
Only as a friend
But I've always loved you in some way
And now
Those feelings have progressed
Apparently these feelings aren't only felt by me
However
I can't help but question everything that's said
It makes me feel horrible
Thinking my love is going to be leaving soon
Thinking I'm making things bad
Thinking people are hiding things

I know they aren't hiding anything
And that I'm not making things bad
And that my love will never leave me
But I still question it
I still feel horrible for it
And still wish I could delete this hell
For those I love
And myself
Maybe I'll be healed someday
Perhaps it'll only heal when I'm laid down to rest
Only time will tell